[Marroe]

As I state my opinion here (I guess I can, everyone else seems to be), I am not "siding" with anyone elses opinions, or putting Haunted down in any way...just speaking from my own experiences with a suicidal mother.
After my mom left my dad she went nuts, went thru boyfriend after boyfreind...and I swear after each and every breakup she "attempted" suicide in one way or another, was put in the hospital numerous times, got put in all sorts of anti-depressants...you get it I'm sure. And why did she do this only after breakups? Simple, for attention. And after each and every one of these attempts people would walk on eggshells around her, and totally baby her...why? In fear she would do it again bacause we all knew she would.
The last time this happened was almost exactly one year ago. Her husband left her for probably about the 5th time for his ex. She was staying with me at the time...when I came home from work this day, I was shocked to see my little brother sitting in the living room floor surrounded by broken glass, crying. I started looking around my apartment and saw there were broken picture frames all over the place, blood all over the furniture, the walls, the floor, my little brother...you name it. So I checked to see if he was ok...nothing coming from him, so I went to the bedroom. My mom's husband was standing in the doorway, I pushed past him and saw my mother on the floor bleeding from both arms, and when I glanced in the bathroom I saw sleeping pills oll over the floor.
I asked her husband what the fuck he was thinking having my little brother here during this...and he said he couldn't leave because my mom needed him there, and he was trying to get her up to go to the hospital. So I told him to fuck off and get my little brother out of here, and finally after a bit of argueing and frantic screaming, he did.
That night I didn't take my mother to the hospital, I didn't even talk to her until she got off her ass and came to me..then all I did was yell at her and tell her what a selfish bitch she was...gave her a box and bandages and told her to clean up herself and help me clean up her mess. Of course she didn't...after about 3 hours of nothing she finally came into the living room and tried to "talk" to me. This turned into the most intense conversation I have ever had in my entire life...I'm not going to get into the entire conversation because this post is already much longer then I'd hoped it would be...but I will say I did make her realize how selfish, and stupid she was being every time she did this, rather than walk on eggshells around her. She didn't like it much that night, she kept threatening me with doing it again...but I really, truely didn't give a fuck at that point. It wasn't until about a week later she actually thanked me for making her realize exactly what she was doing to herself, and our family. Yes, she THANKED me. So what the point of this long, boring post is....maybe Haunted doesn't need to be babied for her actions here. As I've learned with my mother, it only gave her an exuse to do it again...more attention. Personally, I'd rather have positive attention. Maybe someone DID need to tell her exactly how she was acting to make her realize her life is worth a more than what she makes it out to be.
As much as you people want to call Cheeba an asshole for what he said, and think he doesn't care about Haunted...I can tell you from my experience with my mother, that it's the exact opposite. And as TTR said about never having "incident in life"...words like that come from the exact opposite in life.